Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
I inhaled sharply. I was not having sex in front of people. Or sucking him off. This was a bad idea. “I won’t do those things,” I said, moving to get up. His one hand held me firmly in place.
“What won’t you do? Bounce on my cock or do it in public? Because we both know you’d have bounced real fucking easy when I had my face in your cunt.”
My entire body felt like a live wire. I should be mad at him. I should get up and walk away. I should not be getting wet because of the way he had been talking to me. But the memory of his tongue pleasuring me wasn’t one I would forget anytime soon.
“In public,” I replied. No point in saying I wouldn’t let him screw me. It had been clear downstairs that I was willing to do whatever he wanted.
“What, a stripper who won’t fuck in public? I thought you’d get off on it.” His voice was cruel. I could hear the disgust in it.
“This was a bad idea. Maybe Levi would be a better choice to pretend with.”
I had barely gotten the words out of my mouth when Huck’s hand gripped the inside of my thigh so tightly that I let out a whimper.
“No. Not Levi. Me,” he growled, then took a nip at my ear with his teeth. “I won’t let anyone see your cunt, but I’m going to fucking touch it.”
His hand moved up then, jerking the fabric covering me away before sliding two fingers along the wet folds. My hand went to his arm, and I squeezed, which only got a low, deep chuckle from him.
“You sure are fucking wet,” he said as he kissed my neck. “Makes me think you liked the idea of fucking with an audience.”
I shook my head, but I couldn’t form words. Huck’s fingers continued to slide back and forth inside my panties.
“The crab dip is incredible.” Gage’s voice broke into my lust haze, and I lifted my eyes to see him standing beside us, eating from a plate in his hand.
Huck didn’t stop. In fact, he pressed the tip of his finger inside me just barely. I made a noise and tried very hard not to show on my face what was happening. Although if Gage looked down, he’d see Huck’s hand between my legs.
“Th-th-thanks,” I replied, trying to smile.
“Easy, just relax,” Huck said against my ear.
“Levi’s gonna have competition after tonight,” Gage said with a laugh. “He might need to put a ring on it fast.”
Huck shoved his finger inside me fully then, and I turned my head away from Gage to bury my cry in Huck’s chest.
“She’s not available,” Huck said.
“Oh?” Gage’s tone was amused.
“Mine. Make sure they all know,” Huck replied.
Gage laughed then. “Oh, brother. There’s not a fucker in here that doesn’t know now.”
I squeezed my eyes closed, and the pleasure was mixed with humiliation. Huck lifted his hand holding the cigar toward his mouth, and I tried to calm my heartbeat. The man wasn’t even affected by this. He was casually smoking his cigar while he played with my vagina.
Just when I was sure I couldn’t take much more teasing, he stopped and moved his hand down and rested his large palm on top of my thigh. “Legs together,” he told me.
I quickly did as I had been told because I needed to ease the ache he’d created. I glanced at him to see his eyes were on the television. Scanning the room, I realized everyone’s eyes were on the horse racing up on the big screen. Finally, I was about to relax. When I shifted so that I could see the television better, Huck’s hand tightened its grip on my leg.
“I’m just trying to see the race,” I explained.
“Be careful where you wiggle that ass,” he warned.
I was no longer relaxed.
The people around me cheered, yelled, and talked about what was happening on the screen. I tried to focus on it, but Huck made it hard, just by breathing. Some man he’d called Red was sitting on the sofa with a woman in his lap. When the room erupted in cheers, she pulled her top off and swung it around in circles over her head before tossing it. The man laughed and pressed his face in between her now-naked breasts.
I dropped my gaze to my hands, wondering how much longer I had to sit here. It was clear the horse they’d wanted to win had won. The celebrating was beginning. Destiny, the blonde who had been beside Huck earlier, stood and took off her bra, then flashed a smile at Huck before straddling Levi.
It was clear she wanted Huck, and this was her way of getting his attention. I glanced back at him, and he was watching her with the cigar between his lips. A knot of something I did not want to admit curled in my stomach. He liked her body. She had a perfect one. I didn’t want to look her way again though. It stung, and that was just sad. I shouldn’t care. So what? Huck didn’t want me like he did her. He didn’t like that I hadn’t been good enough for Hayes. Well, Hayes had loved me.